coping feelings, distructive pain.
my SI poem
I can hate myself
in so many ways
i can get stuck with this feeling
for so many long lasting days
if i feel like crying
i hate myself that i dont
if i feel like talking
i hate myself that i wont
i hate it how my voice gets stuck
but my head is drowning in words
when tears are trying to wet my face
that F*cked up feeling that always stays
i hate it that i cant explain
i hate it that i cant control
my coping feelings with distructive pain
no1 else other then me to blame
...........................................................
life is no problem.. its a disaster
I can hate myself
in so many ways
i can get stuck with this feeling
for so many long lasting days
if i feel like crying
i hate myself that i dont
if i feel like talking
i hate myself that i wont
i hate it how my voice gets stuck
but my head is drowning in words
when tears are trying to wet my face
that F*cked up feeling that always stays
i hate it that i cant explain
i hate it that i cant control
my coping feelings with distructive pain
no1 else other then me to blame
...........................................................
life is no problem.. its a disaster
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| dientjh: | Zondag, juli 10, 2005 18:42 |
| Your poem describes exactly the feeling I had about a year ago.. It's beautiful | |
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| Gepubliceerd op: 28 oktober 2004 | ||
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